If I be given you
a lone dance beneath the stars
And another, a
life of togetherness to choose
The exquisite
celestial symphony would endure me
Beyond eternity of
time, space and you.
The thorns in my
hands do bleed me
If I never plucked
one, wouldn’t know
The difference
between appearances
And a moment of
love- aglow
I don’t grudge the
rose its thorns
Or the misleading
fragrance it flew
‘Cause if there
were no bleeding hearts
There need be no
healing caresses too!
The pain of chains
if were not felt
Would freedom
taste so true
If night had not
engulfed the light
Would there be a
celestial dance to choose?
MS
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